Define

Many things define us –

And mebbe we allow

What cannot be

To see us out

Of life so precious.

But one thing refines us:

It is the love we make

And maintain

For another,

Despite their hatred

Or disdain

Or ejection

Or rejection.

And in moments of calm

And clear-headed balm

There is a certain respite

In knowing true love

Between two far apart

Could have

Re-

Paired the hearts lost

To foolish

Resurgency

And that most awkward of

Uncertainties:

The love of two strangers

Who on that first meeting

Are

Truly one,

As no one, ever,

Was ever –

Ever! – able to

Be-

Come.

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